The heroine forced me to fall in love with money

Lan Rang, the head of the Qingguang Sect, has always been meticulous, vigorous and resolute. He has extremely strict requirements on the disciples of the sect, and there is no room for half a grain of sand in his eyes.

But there is only one person who has all kinds of warmth and tenderness.

That person's name is Lan Sirou, and she is Lan Rang's daughter, who has been spoiled since she was a child.

Lan Sirou has been good-looking since she was a child, especially her big eyes, which seem to be able to speak, which contain all the purity and beauty in the world, making it unforgettable after just one look.

Such a girl, no matter who will like it.

For example, at her birthday banquet a few years ago, almost all the famous and famous families came, all of them were well-dressed and prepared with luxurious gifts, and they traveled thousands of miles just to see her smile.

For another example, three years ago when she said she wanted to travel in the clouds, Lan Rang immediately put down what she was doing, and carefully selected a few disciples with the highest martial arts in the sect to protect her personally, so that she could go forward without worry.

Also like this time.

Lan Sirou had had enough of playing outside, so she flew with her uncle and flew with the sword. Not long after she came back, a group of classmates in white clothes gathered outside the door, all waiting at the door to welcome her, wanting to hear her What I've seen and heard over the years.

"It's very fun!" Lan Sirou invited them in one by one, poured tea and served pastries, even took out the package he carried with him and opened it, and distributed the gadgets he brought back to them, "The scenery is very special." It’s beautiful, and there are so many interesting things that I can’t finish talking in three days and three nights.”

"And then!" The fellow disciples blinked, full of yearning.

"Since I can't finish talking, then I won't talk at all." Lan Sirou chuckled softly.

"Sirou!" Hearing this, the group of fellow disciples immediately turned bitter.

"Why don't you exchange with me." Lan Sirou looked at them, with a good smile in his eyes, "Tell me something interesting that happened in the sect recently?"

"That's it." The group nodded and said, "Actually, there are quite a lot of them. For example, people from the Hanshan faction came to make trouble a while ago, but we beat them all and ran back, shouting at their father and mother. Drunk, made a fuss out of the blue, was fined to be locked up for a long time, and..."

They chatted very happily, chattering without listening, but they were talking about things that Lan Sirou was not interested in.

Lan Sirou listened patiently for a long time, and finally shook her head and called a stop.

"Is there anything more interesting?" she said. "Besides things, they can be people."

"Our sect brings a lot of newcomers every year. Is it possible that one or two of them are special?"

Her words were well guided, and everyone immediately thought of the name Qin Yan.

"One has one!" One of them said, "Shortly after you left, Sirou, a person came to our sect. He is good-looking, but his temperament is extremely gloomy and boring, and he does all creepy things."

"What's the matter?" Lan Sirou suddenly became interested.

"Sewing corpses..." the man said, frowning vigorously, "It is to sew the fragmented corpses of the dead together, so that it will look better when buried."

"I've heard from the old man that it's not good to keep in touch with dead people, and your life will be shortened." He shook his head, his voice getting weaker and weaker, "Besides, Qin Yan himself looks very negative, which is very strange. Now It’s hard to tell if it’s a human or a ghost.”

"Although we are all cultivators, we are not afraid of these things, but we should try our best to hide as much as possible... Hey, Sirou, what are you going to do?"

"Where is that Qin Yan you mentioned now~" Lan Sirou smiled, with a flash of light in her eyes, "I want to go and see."

……

The fellow disciples persuaded her for a long time, but they didn't stop her. In the end, they could only spit out Jiang Zhinan's residence and the place where she worked.

Lan Sirou nodded in response, with the wind under her feet, she quickly walked to Jiang Zhinan's room and took a look at the window.

no one.

Lan Sirou withdrew her gaze regretfully, ran to the dark house again and continued to open the window, finally saw it this time after several efforts.

What first appeared in front of my eyes was a very good-looking figure with long hair, a slender waist, a straight back, and slender legs.

Just by looking at her back, you can tell that this girl must be a beauty.

Such a beautiful person, I don't know why he can't think about doing this.

Lan Sirou was curious from the bottom of her heart, and then continued to search even harder, hoping to see more clearly.

It was at this time that the person in front of him suddenly turned around.

Lan Sirou was taken aback, she felt like she had been found out for doing bad things, her feet slipped, and she almost fell down.

"Who?" came a question from inside.

Lan Sirou blocked her mouth, did not dare to reply to her, jumped off the window sill and ran away, jumping faster than a rabbit.

How was it discovered?

She thought as she ran back, her cheeks flushed a little.

At that time when she jumped down, the girl just turned her head. Although it was only a shake, she still allowed herself to see her face clearly.

She looks very good-looking, with curved willow-leaf eyebrows, a pair of peach blossom eyes, a small red mouth, and a white and watery face.

But it seemed that she was really not easy to provoke, Lan Sirou saw that her expression was very indifferent and her eyes were serious, as if she didn't want to have too much contact with people.

Lan Sirou pinched the corner of her clothes, lowered her head and thought while walking forward.

I didn't see it clearly this time, so it doesn't count.

Why don't you take a peek at it tomorrow...?

……

Jiang Zhinan had a nightmare all night.

Although the system really helped her apply for the shielding function at that time, but because she had been too much stimulated before, that kind of violent shock still existed in her heart.

In addition, the belated memories belonging to Qin Yan suddenly appeared in her mind before going to sleep, causing Jiang Zhinan to see all kinds of horrible corpses floating around as soon as she closed her eyes.

It's like playing a horror movie with stereo sound in my mind.

Jiang Zhinan was so frightened that he covered himself in the quilt and shivered for a while, tried to push aside those horrible scenes, and searched for some information about Qin Yan's life experience and his daily experience.

But it didn't work. She could only see what happened when Qin Yan first came to the Qingguang Sect three years ago, and she didn't know anything about the rest.

I came alone, what happened before, whether I have parents and friends, who, what purpose, everything is all unclear.

From now on, there is probably nothing to do. The Qin Yan in my memory is very withdrawn, rarely contacts with people, and is not good at speaking. Apart from sewing corpses, he only cares about raising flowers.

Maybe growing flowers can adjust your mood.

Jiang Zhi Nanmeng thought in the quilt.

Tomorrow, she will have to spend a little time with those flowers to change her mood. After all, the second cobbler is a difficult job with high risks and low rewards. It is really not worthwhile to suffer from depression in the future.

Jiang Zhinan thought a lot, and finally fell asleep quietly after an unknown amount of time.

Probably because of the influence of those scenes during the day, she even had a dream, dreaming that she was pressed to the ground by someone, and her body was cut open by a great force.

Blood was splashed everywhere, the red was dazzling and shocking.

She was in pain all over her body. The pain was so great that she couldn't make a sound at all, so she was forced to endure it forcefully, with tears streaming down her face.

The man in front of him seemed to bow his head and say something to her, Jiang Zhinan couldn't see his face clearly, nor could he hear his voice, all sense of touch seemed to be blocked.

Only the fear and pain persisted.

……

Lan Sirou fell into a deep sleep this time, and did not slowly get up until dawn, put on her clothes and wash up, still yawning continuously.

Those fellow disciples seemed to be here again, and they were waiting outside, chattering non-stop, so loud that they could lift the roof off.

"Why don't you go to practice?" Lan Sirou sighed, opened the window of her room, and grabbed the window to attack them.

But her appearance didn't have any deterrent effect, the group of fellow students laughed and joked with her, saying that she finally came back, of course it was important to accompany her.

"Tell me." Of course Lan Sirou didn't believe it, "Why did you come here?"

"Hey." Seeing that their little thoughts had been exposed, the group of fellow students didn't hide any more, and directly expressed their thoughts, "We just want to know, Sirou, have you seen that Qin Yan yesterday?"

"I've seen it before." As soon as the name Qin Yan was mentioned, Lan Sirou's body stiffened immediately.

"How?!" The group of people asked quickly.

They have always avoided having direct contact with Qin Yan, but they couldn't bear the curiosity in their hearts, and they always wanted to ask a few words for fun.

"I didn't see it very clearly." Lan Sirou said, then she jumped off the bed, pushed open the door and quickly cleared her throat in front of the group of colleagues, "So I have to go and see again this time."

She spoke firmly, and before the group of colleagues could say a few words, she turned around and headed towards Jiang Zhinan's place.

"Be careful!" The fellow disciples told her from behind, "Respond immediately, but don't let her take your soul away!"

What kind of scourge is Dangren?

Lan Sirou shook her head, her steps were fast, when she saw the field of flowers in front of Jiang Zhinan's room, she immediately slid out and hid in, grabbing the flowers and plants and looking out with her long neck.

After watching for a while, the closed door in front of me finally opened.

Jiang Zhinan scooped out the water, stepped gently into the flowers, and began to water the flowers bit by bit.

At this moment, the sunlight was just right, pouring down along the eaves, covering her in it, making her look like she was shining.

A beauty is always good-looking, and even more so when she smiles. She really is more beautiful than a flower.

Lan Sirou hid in the flowers not far away and watched her humming and laughing, and intuited that she seemed to see the banished immortals in the sky, who looked so unkind and fierce in their mouths.

Unconsciously, I am crazy.

Jiang Zhinan watered half of the flowers, just raised his head to move his neck, and then saw the pair of big eyes hidden in the flowers, and was immediately taken aback.

But when she saw the cinnabar mole standing between her eyebrows, she finally realized that it was the man from yesterday who came again.

What are you going to do?

Jiang Zhinan was puzzled, so he quickened his steps and came to her to catch her.

Lan Sirou couldn't dodge in time, she caught her directly and picked her up like a carrot.

"What the hell are you..." Jiang Zhinan frowned, and opened his lips just as he was about to speak.

But before she could say anything, the person in front of her had already started to struggle, her cheeks probably turned red due to shame, and her big eyes were filled with panic.

Omg.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Zhinan was terrified, as if he had done something bad, so he let her go.

Seeing that he was free, the man quickly turned around and ran back in a hurry, even with a few grass roots that hadn't shaken off his body.

Jiang Zhinan: "..."

Rabbit, is the rabbit fine?

When Lan Sirou went back, those people had already been waiting for a long time. Seeing her rushing back, she quickly stood up and asked eagerly: "How is it? You must have been frightened by her for running back in such a hurry..."

"No!" Lan Sirou shook her head, her heart was pounding non-stop, and the blush on her face didn't even disappear.

"What's the matter?" The fellow was puzzled, patiently waiting for her to calm down and then asked again.

"I like her!" Unexpectedly, such a shocking sentence came later.

"???!"